Friday, March 20, 2015

The changing of the seasons always makes me take stock of my life. Analyzing my goals for the next few months, thinking of what I'm doing and where I'm going, things I've achieved over the past season. Above all though, I think of my friends.

Here Michealene throws a frisbee for Prudence far down a windswept beach.

Wednesday, March 18, 2015

Digital and Analog. Two completely different methods of relaying information - one from the days of film and tape and the other based on invisible 1's and 0's. But when it comes to video creation that difference becomes amazingly blurred.

Dials, buttons, LED displays, tape reels - the appurtenances found on video editing machines twenty years ago - these are the machines we used in class. Back then it would take me eight hours to edit a thirty second commercial. I turned the dials, pushed the buttons, cohorted with my partner, and made good fun of it - all while sitting in a small room with a tiny tv screen above my head blinking my progress.

When the digital revolution hit things changed. No more film developing, tape copying, clicking machines laying around. Digital creation is easier, quicker, cheaper. Videos can be created now more quickly and efficiently than ever before in their history.

But I'll be darned if still doesn't take me eight hours to edit a thirty second commercial.

Thursday, March 5, 2015

Some people take beautiful landscape photographs - of a dramatic suns singing one last crescendo as they drop behind a stark mountain range or a crashing sea while sparkling off the pale blue water. I'm not that photographer. My interest lies in people. Capturing expressions, emotions, life.

That's not to say I don't like buildings. They have a personality all their own and speak their own language.

Here the Washington capitol building in Olympia, the last capitol dome to be built in the US, stands monumentally over a stark fall campus - its orderly structure conflicting with nature's seemingly disorganized lines - one built to create law, one that heeds only its own.